In the twenty-seventh year of Yankang, Liu Xi, the son of heaven, died.

The crown prince Liu Qu did not hide the news, sent someone to inform the three orders, informed Zongzheng, soon, the news of the death of the Son of Heaven spread, Hu'er's eyes were red, kneeling in front of the Son of Heaven's spiritual seat, in just two years, he lost his parents, the departure of his father, let him really realize that he has become an orphan, no longer have the opportunity to enjoy the love of his parents, no longer have the qualifications to raise his parents, all this, to Hu'er is a huge blow.

Ah Shi couldn't stop crying, Wang Yuanji hugged the little guy, and didn't let him bother the prince Liu Qu, or rather, the son of heaven Liu Qu.

Liu Xi lay on the bed peacefully, tired for too long, it was rare to usher in a rest, he would cherish it, rushed into the hall to get sick, hugged the deceased father, cried and fainted, which made Hu'er extremely nervous, and hurriedly sent someone to take the disease to rest, and arranged for the imperial doctor to take care of his younger brother, Hu'er can't leave, after his father left, he has countless things to be busy, even if he is tired and sad, he has no way to excuse himself.

Inside Zhuge Mansion.

"You say. . . What did you say? Zhuge Liang looked at the little yellow door running from the palace blankly, trembling all over, the pen he originally picked up, but he could no longer fall, the pen trembled slightly, the ink splashed, and the yellow door shed tears, crying: "The country has died!" Zhuge Liang took a deep breath, slowly stood up, dropped the pen in his hand, was silent for a long time, his eyes gradually reddened, he didn't know what to say, his mind was blank, and there were bursts of pain in his heart, and he was at a loss.

He didn't like this feeling, when Shijun died, he had such a time, he couldn't sit still, couldn't find his place in the world, his hands kept moving the position, as if he couldn't find the landing point, his mind flashed with many memories of the past, depressed, dull, Zhuge Liang raised his head, but the tears could no longer be suppressed, and finally slid across his face, "Your Majesty....", Zhuge Liang covered his face and cried bitterly.

"Bang...", Zhuge Liang hurriedly looked, only to see Princess Raoyang standing at the door, the plate she was holding in her hand also fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces, Princess Raoyang looked at her husband sluggishly, looked at the crying yellow door on the side, "Mastiff....", she said, the whole person suddenly fell backwards, fortunately, even if the maidservant girl behind her hugged her, she did not let her fall, Zhuge Liang was so anxious that he screamed, and hurriedly carried Princess Raoyang back to the house.

Princess Raoyang was lying on the bed, and was fed some hot water, only then did she slowly open her eyes and saw Zhuge Liang with tears on her face, "My mastiff!" Princess Raoyang cried and shouted, Zhuge Liang didn't say anything, just stepped forward and hugged his wife tightly.

And this kind of thing, frequently happened in various regions, in Pang Mansion, Pang Tong rubbed his eyes, some displeasure walked to the door of the mansion, he was still wearing a suit of profane clothes, the Son of Heaven gave him a day off, for him, every day is busy, the holiday is rare, so he slept in the house all day, I didn't expect ah, I slept soundly, but I heard someone crazy knocking on his mansion, Pang Tong has a strange temperament, there is no slave at home, everything is personal, therefore, he also needs to open the door in person.

"It's coming! Here it comes! What's the hurry?! Your Majesty only gave me a day off yesterday!! Pang Tong said unhappily, scolded and walked to the door, yawned, opened the door, outside the door, stood several yellow doors, Pang Tong looked at them helplessly, showed his big teeth, and shouted: "Today I am on vacation!" Your Majesty personally agreed! ”

"Pang Linggong... The country is dead! The yellow door raised his head and cried.

The helplessness on Pang Tong's face gradually solidified, and he was stunned for a moment before asking, "What did you say?" ”

"The country is dead!"

Pang Tong didn't say anything, he pushed open the yellow door in front of him, and rushed towards the palace, he was wearing obscene clothes, not even wearing shoes, barefoot was running wildly, the yellow door was frightened, and hurriedly chased after him, the ugly Ling Gong of five short statures, but at the moment it was like a gust of wind, running wildly, the Yellow Gate followed behind him, they couldn't catch up with him, they were also worried in their hearts, they clearly saw that Pang Linggong was running, one was careless, and he fell heavily on the ground, but he seemed to be fine, Jumped nimbly and continued to run.

In the Zhongshu Ling Mansion, Liu Yi was holding his two sons, laughing and listening to them accuse each other, as soon as he went out, he saw these two little guys fighting, and the fight was fierce, Liu Yi grabbed them and asked them why they were fighting, the two little guys told their father in a milky voice, they fought because of who was better-looking, Liu Yi couldn't help laughing, you are twins, you look exactly the same, can you say who is good-looking, who is not good-looking?

He grabbed the two boys and patiently told them that as brothers, the most important thing is to help each other, and they should not quarrel over some trivial things. The country is dead! The servant said, Liu Yi's face turned red instantly, the whole person trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked at the yellow door in front of him, "Poof~~", he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards.

The two little ones were crying, and the crowd was shouting and talking.

Such a situation happened in the entire Han Dynasty, Liu Xi's prestige is too high, when he learned the news, the officials cried bitterly, and then when it reached the people, the people were even more so, Liu Xi is a well-deserved saint of heaven, these years, everything he has done for the people, the people have always been remembered in their hearts, never dare to forget, his prestige, has infinitely approached the former Xiaokang Emperor, won the respect of everyone, the news of his death, for these people is huge.

Hu'er waited in the palace for a long time, the first to come was Pang Tong, Pang Tong was not dressed very neatly, or Qi Yue found clothes for him, Hu'er saw that his forehead was broken, or bleeding, Pang Tong came to the spiritual seat of the Son of Heaven, blood made his appearance more ugly, more hideous, Pang Tong knelt beside Hu'er, cried for a long, long time, Hu'er was a little unbearable, let Qi Yue send a doctor's order, help him to tie up the wound.

After waiting for a long time, Zhuge Liang hurriedly came, when he came, his eyes were red, obviously he had just cried, and walked to the spiritual seat of the Son of Heaven, and also knelt in front of Liu Xi, and bowed to Liu Xi several times, he slowly got up, looked at Pang Tong who was crying on the side, the dazed prince, walked to the prince's side, Zhuge Liang stretched out his hand and grabbed him, "His Royal Highness the prince, please go to Zhongshu Lingfu now..."

"Why?!"

"Liu Linggong heard the bad news, his body couldn't bear it, and now he is still in first aid, the doctor said that he is very dangerous, I don't know if he can survive..."

"Uncle?!" , Hu'er's eyes widened, and he glanced at Liu Xi, then gritted his teeth, hurriedly walked out, and shouted: "Find me a few imperial doctors, I'm going to my uncle's house!" Qi Yue hurriedly prepared for him again, Hu'er left the palace with people, Zhuge Liang walked to Pang Tong's side and said, "Shiyuan, stand up...", Zhuge Liang slowly helped up Pang Tong who was sitting on the ground, Pang Tong was in tears and silent.

"Shi Yuan.. The most important thing now is to consult with Your Majesty... Posthumous name... Then it is to arrange the prince's enthronement, the prince's enthronement is extremely important, and the banquet must be arranged earlier, in addition, the recitals in various places will be bothered by Pang Linggong, if the son is not here today, but the state affairs still can't be delayed, Guishuang over there...", Zhuge Liang was saying, Pang Tong sighed, raised his head, looked at Zhuge Liang with red eyes, and nodded, "I understand..."

When the hundred officials heard the news and came to visit, Zhuge Liang also stepped forward, led everyone to bid farewell to the Son of Heaven one by one, and arranged for the ministers to handle the affairs of the Son of Heaven, Zhuge Liang was busy all day, and he did not eat, until Hu'er came back, Zhuge Liang was still busy, seeing Hu'er coming back, Zhuge Liang hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "How is Liu Linggong?" Hu'er shook his head and said, "I still haven't woken up, the imperial doctor is still healing, they say that my uncle's symptoms are the same as my father...."

"Alas...", Zhuge Liang sighed, and said: "Your Highness's accession to the throne, I just asked Zongzheng, as well as the servants of the Rite Mansion, April 12 is the best, Your Highness still has to prepare early...", Hu'er shook his head and said: "Linggong... I really don't have the energy to think about the enthronement now, can these things be delayed for a while? ”

Zhuge Liang pulled Hu'er, walked aside, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is not possible, we are all the same, we love the Son of Heaven very much, but Your Majesty has always been most worried about this Han world, you must ascend the throne as soon as possible, pacify the temple, the canal policy, the official policy, these two major policies can not be interrupted, Your Majesty has put all your heart and soul into this, Your Highness can't bear to watch these decrees interrupted?" As a son of man, filial piety does not necessarily mean kneeling there and crying, but to continue his career for his father, Your Highness, is the continuation of His Majesty's life... It's the lord of my great man..."

Liu Qu didn't say anything for a long time, pursed his lips, and nodded in a trance, "Everything is arranged by Ling Gong." ”

After the ministers bid farewell to the Son of Heaven, the first thing to decide is the name of the Son of Heaven, however, this has become a problem, because there are temple numbers for three consecutive generations, and Liu Xi, as the fourth generation, should not have a temple number, but Liu Xi's merit is great, there is no stain, and it is not clear if the temple is not given. Only then did everyone decide that the temple number was to be given.

After seven or eight days of negotiations, the ministers finally came up with the agreed name.